Idaho County free press. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho Territory) 1886-current, 1887-12-23
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MARK you, Cowan!" cried Foliambe, his
eyes blazing with wrath, "you have been
talking too freely about me in connection
with young lazy. If learn of your wag-
glng that long tongue of yours in the same
way again, or find you eavesdropping. III
give you a pounding, and you know that |
\ can do it. Things have got to pretty pass
III this community when SANDER is set afoot
, because some sneak sees one bestow a cares
ON young lady whom he is to marry within
month. And I'll hold any other man who
NEEDLES with my affairs to "a strict account. -
Here was settler. Becky Peabody to be
married by Foljambel Why, the Foljambes
turned up their noses at the country folk, and
TOOK their wives from abroad Gossip left
the rosin and cotton and took to the match
But II was admiring, and not offensive.
The wedding came off and was q great
affair. Miss Elton was first bridesmaid, and
the gentleman she married with afterwards,
a Mr. bennington, was Foljambe's best man.
There was reception at the house-the
young couple took no tour but remained at
tolJambe place-and l, of the few BrantforS
folk invited, was there. So was David Pea
body, of course. He was got up in a suit Of
line broadcloth, and his shoes shone like a
Japanned waiter. Every one knew this
coursel There were number of costly and
elegant presents displayed. But these came
with the exception of an odd looking Japanese
cabinet, given by the Widow Peabody, from
the Foljambe friends and connections Uncle
David examined them.
Becky" he said, loud enough to attract
attention, 'the Peabodys don't seem to shine
IN the way of making gifts to the bride.
Your Uncle David III have to put in his
mite" Then lie drew bulky package from
his capacious breast pocket, which it fitted SO
tightly that ho withdrew it with difficulty.
"Oh, thank you, Uncle David" said the
bride. Anything from you
"Open it, child"
The newly made Mrs. Foljambe undid the
cord and removed the wrapping. 1t was
Russia leather covered casket, with the letters
X. p. F. Oh it. When she opened it she gave
cry of delight,
"Thcy are old mine stones" said Uncle
David, quietly. Don't drop that scrap Of
paper l don't want you to be running to
your husband for pocket money, and you'd
better invest the amount of that check for
yourself, as lie advises you"
This was n surprise. Few had seen such a
set-a necklace, bracelets ear rings and PIN
mSde up of the finest brilllants, some OF them
quite large. They must have cost enor-
mously. Where did Uncle David get the
moueyf
l found out before any one else | was
down in New York to purchase tea, and
Carleton, of the jobbing firm with which
did business, said to me-
David Peabody is rusticating at Brant
ford, amt he2"
"Old Uncle David2" said. ayes, he is a
snrf - 1.
feeds him, l fancy"
Feeds him9 What do you meant David
Peabody could feed dozen sisters in law and
not feel it,"
"Well," said, II recently began to suspect
he was rather well OFF,
Rather well Off" exclaimed Carleton.
That's the best joke out. David Peabody
well off! Is it possible you don't know how
rich he isl But he hardly knows himself.
he has been for over eighteen years the prin-
clpal stockholder in great Mexican mine.
1t Is an English company, and he is the only
American i'll it. But he owns two-thi rds OF
It, Why, 1T is one of the most successful
mines i'll the country. Well Off! Why, he is
away up in the millions. and it keeps pour.
ing in"
or course this was too good TO keep Brant-
FORD had the benefit of it, and, except an oc.
casional dash at the rosin and cotton David's
great wealth was the subject for discussion
and comment
The civil war had come and was going on
and Foljambe and his follies faded before It
At last, i'll 1862, Foljambe's cotton began to
be moved. 1t had risen in price exceedingly,
and Brantford found that there had been
method in the madness. But the re an, though
1T had risen too, remained undisturbed. At
length, think 1t was in August, 1868, 800
barrels of the rosin were shipped to Boston.
The next day $50 went to Philade lphia, and q
100 went to Baltimore. The next day 800
were sent to New York. And so it continued
to move, sometimes in smaller, sometimes in
larger quantities, until by the latter part of
November, every barrel was gone. took up
The Price Current and ran over the file for
the quotations on naval stores. To my sur
prise the price had varied from August to
November from twenty-five to forty.four
dollars per barrel. And then it went down
below the first figure. Foljambe had stocked
the market.
There was little talk about Foljambe's fol.
lies after that in Brantford On the con.
trary, the Brantford people admired the
shrewdness of Fool Jim," and that name
dropped. Well they might admire him. He
and Uncle David between them have built IN
the place, which has doubled in population
and Is thriving in every way. AS for Fol-
jamie himself, he is very quiet for man so
immensely rich. Beyond years visit to
Europe, and two or three months travel
every year to some part of the country, he
stays principally on the Foljambe place,
where he has enlarged the old mansion and
devotes himself to his family. Rebecca Fol.
jamie is as handsome. think, as ever, though
more plump than she used to be. They ap.
pear to be as fond of each other as ever, and
l dare say that they are
One day, when he dropped into the shop,
happened to say something complimentary to
his foresight. He laughed.
"Coffey," he said, "most of my successes
were unexpected. l had, it is true, a suspi
cion amounting almost to certainty that
there was a bed Of iron ore on the Peabody
farm, but bought it solely to give the widow
a lift, for Nathan Peabody had petted me
when boy, and was always ready, poor fell
low, to leave his farm work to join me in
hunting, or fishing, or nutting, or anything